We have a beautiful SQ white Silkie roo named Thor (Might bird of Thunder) who was given to us by a wonderful friend. My daughter fell in love with this rooster from day 1. He's a little under a year old, and he lets her do anything to him. She lugs him aroud, hugs and kisses him, puts him "in his vacation chair", walks him on a leash, puts hair bows in his fluff, and goes down the slide with him on her lap. She adores him, and he lies there and lets her do anything she wants. Never pecks, or struggles. He's like a stuffed animal. Now ME, he'll peck if I mess with his ladies, but he is an angel with Sierra.

Poor soul has no dignity left! He's priceless to me, just for being such a good pet for my daughter!

Thor in his "tropical vacation chair." He stays there as long as she wants him to, just chills and does this own little chicken thing.

We had one just like him almost 30 years ago. His name was King Tutt. He loved us kids. he could beat his wings over his back and all the other roosters were scared to death of him. But he was a lover to us.